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7:12 am.Far too early for the shot glass full ofwhiskey I just drained,And far too late to fix anythingThat I faithlessly destroyed.I pour another sho..
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I don't know these feelings,And I don't want your scars.I don't want dusty dressers and tangled hair holders,hardback textbooks on top ofpaperback tre..
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Though this was made months ago, and I didn't think I would share it with the world.. I'm thinking differently now.
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First english assignment, simply asked 'If you could choose your name, what would it be?' I liked my answer.
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In a flash it was here, and in another it was gone. Face it. There was never a feeling. Just a whim. Nothing was ever reciprocated, nothing ever wishe..
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Help me
to transform my thoughts into a canvas,
Maybe
then my emotions will become clear.
The
words never seem to embody what I wish to say..
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Rain's drizzle shrouds green fields,And tiny flowers of white dance,Glowing throughout the night.A sin tainted child weeps,Spilling her blaze upon the..
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Blah.
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I don't have to put up with this anymore.
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Yay for inspiration ^^
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